Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 210 The Soul Gem
Zhang Yuan felt a weight lifted from his heart, but his face was filled with a mixture of surprise and a little resentment:
"Old man, you've finally arrived, otherwise I don't know how we would have ended this."

"If this space hadn't been locked down by the dimensional anchor, wouldn't I have teleported here already?" Garas said, glaring at Zhang Yuan. "You didn't do this, did you?"

"Hehe, isn't it because we're afraid they'll run away?" the mage replied matter-of-factly.

The old man rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Alright, alright, I think I came too early. If I had come any later, you could have signed that contract, right?"

Zhang Yuan lowered his head and blew his nose, not knowing how to reply.

“Sigh~” Garas sighed, tightened his grip on the wooden staff, and after a moment of silence, he finally spoke: “Boy, I understand a young man’s desire for this kind of power, and I also understand the attraction of knowledge to mages.”

"But don't forget one thing: there are no free gifts in this world. The power that you seem to have in your hands is actually influencing you in return." The old man was earnestly advising him: "Since you have taken that guy Tyrantir as your master, it is only natural to explore after you have truly understood the path of magic and can control these lower-plane bastards. Don't rush it."

“I’ve heard it said that knowledge and power are neither good nor evil; they depend on the person who uses them!” Master Zhang asked tentatively.

"Bullshit! Bullshit!" The old man glared and nearly jumped up, brandishing his cane with great force, and delivered several hard blows to Zhang Yuan's head.

Well, are they using my head like a wooden fish? Zhang Yuan was very frustrated because he couldn't dodge it.

“That statement isn’t entirely wrong, but there are no absolutes in reasoning, just as one should not go to extremes in anything.” Galas looked at the young mage before him: “You should also understand how troublesome things are, such as the will of the abyss, or even its aura. If you’re not careful, you can be twisted and seduced by it.”

"Strength attribute is not the sole criterion for judging good and evil, but to say that the two are unrelated?" The old man scoffed, "That's pure self-deception!"

"That makes sense!" Zhang Yuan said, taking out a gem from his pocket.

What kind of eye does Galas have? He immediately recognized what the gem was.

The Soul Gem!

Its function is self-evident, and the mage who took it out is quite clear what his intentions are.

That old geezer's nose was practically crooked from anger, and you just ignored all that I said?

"I'm just putting it away for now, to study later." Seeing the unfriendly look in the other person's eyes, Zhang Yuan quickly explained.

"Put it away? Are you confident you can resist the devil's temptation? Are you confident you can control your greed and curiosity?" The old man bluntly exposed him: "Put away those little thoughts. You think the other party is a prisoner, but you yourself are the prey."

"This..." The monk's expression was one of great difficulty and reluctance, as if a newlywed bachelor had just spent a night in the bridal chamber and was now being forced to live apart.

"I finally managed to stop them, and I've used up a whole bunch of the scrolls my mentor gave me. You can't possibly make this junior suffer, can you?" Zhang Yuan was shameless, taking advantage of his youth to act like a rogue.

Goodness, no wonder they're so persistent, waiting here all this time.
Looking at this shameless bastard in front of him, Garas had a headache. His old friend Tyranitar was such a cold and aloof person, how could he have taken in such a shameless apprentice?

But since he was a close friend's disciple and had indeed made great contributions, it wouldn't be right to truly wrong him, so he had no choice but to promise:

"It's really thanks to your quick thinking this time that this scourge didn't get away. Don't worry, the main culprit hasn't arrived yet, so you won't be left out." "The main culprit?" Zhang Yuan asked curiously.

"It's those cloud giants. They're based on the Cloud Tower above the Distant Forest. They're the ones who invited me here to help them out." As they were talking, they suddenly felt a change in the space they were in, as if an invisible shackle or barrier had been removed.

The old man glanced at the little rascal: "Alright, the effect of your dimensional anchor has worn off. Now we just need to wait for So-Kou-Hu to come over."

"So, kou, kouhu?" The monk almost thought he was hallucinating.

“So-Koo Hu Ankraber, So-Koo Hu is his name, is there a problem?” Gallas was somewhat puzzled by the other party’s reaction.

There are other people with that name...

Zhang Yuan was also amazed: "It's nothing, just hearing this name makes you sound like a powerful person."

"He is indeed a strong person, how did you tell from his name?"

"I was just saying it casually. After all, he's your collaborator, how bad could he be?" Zhang Yuan chuckled, quickly changing the subject with a quick compliment to gloss over the matter.
"If you didn't use teleportation magic, how did you get here so quickly?"

Garas grunted twice and pointed his cane at the distant forest and the ground beneath his feet: "When the earth and nature are your companions, nothing can hold you back. Don't limit your thinking to those few spells."

The old man was spouting seemingly profound words to show off, and now it was Zhang Yuan who kept rolling his eyes.

A short while later, before the blasphemous expert arrived, the Canaan team members finally broke free from the paralyzing effect of the blasphemous words and gradually approached.

Fortunately, the team consisted of professionals, most of whom had reached the intermediate level. They were simply immobilized, and no one was killed by the spell. Only Lawrence, who was physically weak, looked exhausted and his legs were weak.

Those who had met Gallas in person, including Kegan and Münster, were extremely respectful, especially Kegan, whose wagging tail made one wonder if he could take off on the spot if given a tail.

As for the other teammates, although they weren't present at the time, you could guess what was going on just by looking at their expressions and attitudes. Apart from Rick and Morty, the rest of them were practically welcoming the emperor, almost kneeling down to pay their respects to this legendary figure.

Garas was quite unpretentious. He took out his pipe, smoked it, and chuckled as he looked at Canaan's group, nodding back to everyone who greeted him.

The survivors of the golden alfalfa not far away were quite lucky. They had fallen behind and did not dare to approach when they heard the alarm. Observing from a distance was a wise move, and they were unharmed.

Seeing that everything was alright, they hesitated and rushed over. Upon inquiring, they discovered that a legendary master was right in front of them, and they were all stunned on the spot.

After regaining his senses and offering a few words of greeting, he quickly stepped aside, not lingering in front of Galas.

The gap was so large that they didn't even dare to entertain the idea of ​​trying to build a relationship with them.

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